NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6: On Fire
Lords of Order:
We all rise our heads simultaneously. Our eyes glow as they filled with pure magical power.
"He had returned," we say.
The Man:
"Higgin," I say, pushing the speaker button on my phone so Cold could hear as well. "Higgin, are you there?"
"I'm here," Higgin answers. "Are you and Captain Cold at the pier?"
"Yeah, we're here," Cold answers. "And we don't see Deathstroke or Red Hood anywhere. Are you sure this is the right place?"
"He's sure," I say, taking over. Looking down, I notice a bunch of bullet castings all over the abandoned pier. I drop to one knee and pick one of them up.
"This bullet casting was freshly fired. See for yourself."
Throwing the bullet over to Cold, he catches it and examines it.
"Still shiny. Almost no sign of rust or wear. That means it hadn't been here long."
"Told ya," Higgin shouts.
Despite Cold wearing goggles, I can still sense his rolling eyes.
"So this is where that hunter squadron was attacked by those two," Cold starts, looking around. "Well, I don't see them anywhere around here. They must have disappeared after taking down those hunters. By the way, what's with the 'hunters'?"
"The hunters aren't anything too special," Higgin replies. "As far as I can tell, they're just One Earth soldiers, but with one very important mission."
"Let me guess," I say, clicking my tongue. "To find me?"
"You and everyone else," Higgin answers.
"Listen Higgin, Cold and I are going to drive around for a bit. We're going to see if we can find Deathstroke or Red Hood. Bye for now."
"Bye," Higgin says before I end the call.
I pocket my phone and look at Cold. He nods and nudges his head and the two of us walk back to my car.
"Hey," Cold says after getting in and closing the door. "I've been meaning to ask you something."
"What," I ask, stepping on the gas and driving forward.
"When you split us into different teams to try and find Deathstroke and Red Hood," Cold starts, "Why did you pick me as your partner? Why didn't you pick Supergirl?"
"Reasons," I quickly answer.
"Reasons," Cold repeats. "What reasons?"
"Reasons," I say again. "That's all you need to know."
"Hey, listen, it's really none of my business but--"
"Shut up," I yell, stomping on the brake. As I yell, I feel something inside of me almost snap. It takes almost all my willpower to hold it back.
"Hey, hey, hey," Cold screams, lending against the door and raising his cold gun. "What the heck? Back up! Back up!"
As I look at a trembling Cold, I see thick black smoke rising up. Holding out my hand, I breathe onto it, fire coming out.
"Shoot," I say, realizing this is dragon fire. I inhale through my nose and calm myself down. I feel the fire in me die down a little as I sit back down. "I'm sorry about that."
Cold, who is still trembling, slowly pushes himself off the door.
"Uhh, no problem."
"But like you said, it's none of your business."
"Sorry I asked."
About to step on the gas again, I sense something incoming and instead, put the car in reverse. Stomping on the gas, I back up before an orb hits the street in front of us, exploding and burning it. Cold and I recognize the orb instantly.
"You have got to be kidding me," Cold says as he gets out.
"That can't be right," I say, getting out myself. "Kent is with us. That displacer orb couldn't have been from a Dr. Fate copy."
"It wasn't," someone answers. Cold and I watch as a purple smoke cloud appears in front of us. It spirals and rises before spreading out and disappearing and revealing two familiar faces.
"Raven," Cold says, aiming his cold at a glowing Raven. "And you? Who are you?"
"His name is Felix Faust," I answer. I stare at Felix as he very creepily smiles back at me.
"So you're this fabled man in the sunglasses I have been hearing so much about," Felix says. He holds out his hands in front of him and summons a displacer orb in between.
"A displacer orb," I say, stepping back. "That's Lords of Order's magic. No way."
As the sparking blue displacer orb grows bigger and bigger in between Felix's hands, his dark-blue sorcerer robe shaking like crazy, he pulls it back behind his head before throwing it at us.
"Watch out," I say. Looking down, I see my car's door. As much as I don't want to do this, I much rather not explain to Ivy why Cold smells like bacon.
Raising my foot, I stomp it against the car's door, the door flying off from the car and toward the displacer orb. The two hit each other, it creates an explosion that knocks Cold and me back.
Backflipping through the air, I land on my feet. Cold on the other hand just falls to the ground.
"You okay," I ask, looking at Cold push himself up.
"Peachy," he answers.
"Awesome because here comes another!"
Felix already throwing a second orb at me, I charge forward. Swinging out my hands, I pull out my swords. Skidding to a stop, I then make an X with my swords, just as the second orb hits me.
"This is the Lord of Order's magic alright," I think as the orb pushes me back. "I can feel it."
Swinging my swords, I throw the orb to the side, it erupting and burning the street once more.
"He is strong," Felix says, backing up.
"Yes he is," Raven says with a smile. "Luckily, the Lords of Order are stronger!"
Raven's hand glowing black, she then shoots it out at me. I cross my swords again, expecting some sort of blast or orb. However, I'm wrong.
Instead, what comes out is an unkindness.
Leonard Snart:
"Ahh," I moan as I push myself up. "God, I really hate magic."
Shaking and rubbing my throbbing head, I look up to see The Man being attacked by a bunch of ravens.
"What the," I scream. I look to the side to see Raven, the crazy bird lady, holding out a glowing hand. "Go figure."
Aiming at Raven, I prepare to freeze her. With my finger on the trigger, about to squeeze it, I stop when I hear growling. The growling sounds all too familiar. I turn my head and look at The Man.
Screaming and swinging his arms as the ravens keep attacking him, he grabs a single raven in his hand and brings it in front of him. Again, I see black smoke flowing out of The Man's mouth.
"Burn," he yells as he breathes fire, incinerating the bird.
"Holy cra--," I say, jumping back.
Nothing is left of that raven. The Man then turns all around, burning the rest of the ravens. Feathers on fire fall all around him as he growls and his skin starts to pulse. It looks like his veins are glowing pitch-black.
"What in the world? Wait, didn't I see this before? With Oliver? Oh no."